You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening that trembles on the brink of a lovely song. You are the angel glow that lights a star, the dearest things I know are what you are. Some day my happy arms will hold you, and some day I'll know that moment divine when all the things you are, are mine.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2553 | 2020-12-01 23:27:56 | 62.03 | 95% |
| 758 | 2020-11-04 18:54:33 | 59.01 | 95% |
| 118 | 2020-10-21 22:30:22 | 57.73 | 97% |